Some may say "yes", but I beg to differ. I'm willing to bet that Devil wears whatever he or she damn well pleases.
I land in NY only to find out that the company I am going to work for is going out of business. In one harsh flick of a wand I find myself loaned to a fashion house as a personal assistant to a famous NY designer for Fashion Week at Bryant Park. How cool is that?
For every negative aspect of life, there are two positive aspects. Sometimes its hard to remember this, and let me tell you...I struggle with this theory a great deal. After I was loaned out I felt small, unimportant, and worthless, which doesn't always feel good. Luckily, NY has a way of changing your mood, making everything seem positive.
After being loaned out, I would dread going to work in an industry known as fashion. Every time I walked up through what I dubbed "the dragons mouth" (A green hallway with red stairs), I thought to myself about the misery of fashion that laid on the other side of a little tiny white door. After taking a deep breath, grabbing the dragon's throat by its tonsils and shoving the little white door open I found a world that was reminiscent of Willy Wonka, but instead of candy it was women's clothing. A world of knits, silks, furs (which I hate), laces, and God knows what else. All I knew is that my brain was hyper-extended and my mind was working like a revolving door. Going around, and around, and around again, keeping the cold out, but letting the new in. I was thrown for a loop, a loop of craziness that could have been the end of me. Fortunately, I had a light at the end of the tunnel. The opportunity to plan, put together, and execute a fashion show at Bryant Park.
Planning a fashion show at Fashion Week is harsh, complicated, and amazing, its something I never thought I'd ever get the chance to do. Seating arrangements are a science--not an art. Filling in gaps and making sure everything flows correctly is an art. A successful show, its a combination of art and science. Good thing I tend to favor both.
I have respect for the fashion industry and I'm definitely happy to have had the chance to get an inside look at how it works. Although I did meet the Devil, and let me tell you...Prada, is not what she is wearing.
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